Do you remember when you were a little kid and an adult tells you that you have to do something that makes absolutely no sense to you? I mean even at an extremely young age you know better. But this is an adult and this is that era when grown ups were ALWAYS right. I remember thinking that possibly, when I am older, I will understand this, there will be a reason for this…. I watch as my feet disappear under the mud, in the bath water, that is slowly covering my legs.
This mud comes directly from the tap; the blessing in this dirty situation is that it is warm mud. I know I would possibly pay for the benefits of this “spa” treatment now, but this makes no sense to an eight-year-old girl. Considering that we are miles downstream from communities who leave their garbage on the river ice over the winter, maybe not. Where does your spa mud come from?
樂天KOBO
